It’s trust and character I need around me.
Who you choose to be around you lets you know who you are.
How you always talk of catching me, but never open up your hands.
I’m not listening for the right words anymore.
..like the blue sky, right before the rain comes crashing through…
You are what you love, and not what loves you back.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map